Luyện nghe bài hát Corey's Coming

Old John Joseph was a man with two names
left him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains
And only one run a week comes on roaring down that
So, all he's got to worry is time

I come by in the evening to hear 'bout he's been
He says, on sit down kid, where shall I begin?
He starts me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the of his Corey for the last

And he says, "My Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming you girl?
And like I you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world"

I was quite surprised to find out all the places he knew
And so I asked the towns folk if his were true
Well they said, Old John was born here, he's here all his life
He's never had a woman, let a wife

And very soon you'll find out as you check
That no one named Corey's lived in this town
So I chided the old man the truth that I had heard
Well he smiled and said, is only just a word

you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming you girl?
And like I you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

I came by one evening but he did not hear my
I looked in the and I saw the fire was out
When he would not wake up I in the door
And I saw that old John Joseph would tell no more

The at the graveyard, just three of us were there
Me and the gravedigger we heard the parson's
He said, We need not grieve for man
For we know that God

They put the dirt over him and left me on my own
And when at last I up I saw I was not alone
So I said, If you're a relative, he had a end
That's when she said, My name is Corey you can say I'm just a

Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's aren't you girl?
And like I you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

So, the old man's story, I'm glad you came tonight
To see a busted down old railroad yard sure a lonely sight
You may wonder why a young man would work out alone
Well the job pays to keep some flesh on my bones

And I confess I get to the old man a bit
And there's one other reason I I could admit

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming you girl?
And like he me, when she holds me she enfolds me in her world